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A State of Trance


This is trance.
The constant rhythmic beats of an electronic synth pad. An ever changing in tempo. Heavy bass. Thump thump thump thump.. You nod to the beats, mesmerized in the new-age rhapsody of the musical genius of Armin Van Buuren. Suddenly, the beats stop and you hear nothing but silence. Yes, you hear silence and you revel in the glory of the absence of sound. And then, a voice, pure and pristine rings out clear as crystal as it rises to a splendid vocal that is only supplemented by the electronica picking up where it left off, rising in volume from nothingness, as if reborn from ashes as a phoenix does, till it fills the empty void broken only by the voice behind the words, matching it in pitch and emotion alike. The music drowns all. You are no longer simply listening to the music. You feel it. You understand it. You become one with the music. The words spoken by the voice fills your head and drowns out all other sound as you let it take over your emotions. The energy in the music rises and so does yours. By now, you're moving to the beats of the music, your eyes shut, your arms raised in tribute to the legacy of music. Music, not of one artist, but to the lyrics, the vocals, every beat, every sound that magically falls into place to create a hauntingly addictive world of music and rapture. It is inexplicably beautiful. No face on earth can ever match it's beauty. No woman on earth can match it's attraction. No drug can match it's addiction. It lets your body flow and your mind wander. As you move your body to the music, every thought feels right, every action is justified. You're caught in it's web and you do not want your freedom anymore, for caught in the web, you found freedom in the music. And as you allow yourself to get drenched in the heat of the ever beats, you look up so see your soul set free.
This is not just music.
And you're in a state of trance.

Comments

Indrani said…
Great explanation of your feelings when you listen to music. I love old Hindi music though.
Shaunak said…
@ Indrani

Thank you :)
I love old Hindi music too. This is just what I've been enjoying for the past few months.
Mads said…
Perfect and flawless post..
I dunno who Armin Van Buuren is. German dude hai, wo pata hai :D

But pretty much in sync with whatever we all feel when we listen to music :D
Fabulous post che... :)
divsi said…
"as if reborn from ashes as a phoenix does, till it fills the empty void broken only by the voice behind the words, matching it in pitch and emotion alike"
oh my..u re gettin better n better[ i m gladdy the no-writin-syndrome is on a tata mode];)
Shaunak said…
@ Mads

Thank you!
Armin Van Buuren is the world #1 DJ in trance music. Search up something by him. Guaranteed to blow your mind!
Shaunak said…
@ Divsi

Aww...don't flatter. You're way better! :)
And yeah, the no-writing-syndrome is on it's way out.
I discovered typing on your bed is better than typing on the desk. More relaxed =D
Suveer said…
I’ll never be the same I'll tell you for sure
I’ll never be the same I'll tell you for sure

You really are my ecstasy,
My real life fantasy (oh yeah)
You really are my ecstasy
My real life fantasy (oh yeah)
Shaunak said…
@ Suveer

That was my first ever. Got hooked from then on!
Paritosh said…
Amazing,
but change the picture na,
that is Tiesto.. lol
Shaunak said…
@ Pari

I know, but it was the most popular.
Anyway, pic changed.
VICTOR PUNK said…
just happened thru ur blog nice scribbin btw....
Shaunak said…
@ Victor Punk

Thanks man! And welcome to my blog :)
Life 24*7 said…
Whoa !!! Fantastic one !! Extremely well expressed !!!
workhard said…
Hi.. Your description is pretty vivid..

Nice writing

Work from home
Shaunak said…
@ Neha

Thank you! :))
Shaunak said…
@ Workhard

Thanks buddy! Keep visiting :)

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